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gta vi - hboydaman & dj youngkash lyrics

[intro]
(dj young kash)
(this is the road to rush hour)
(this is rush hour radio)

[verse: hboydaman]
had to get my sack up
then you know i had to go up, keep a stack up
talk is cheap, but the money, it keep adding up
man these hoes real wack, boy they wack as f*ck
man i’m bout to clean up, get the janitor
man you know i’m eating good, man i’m h*lla stuffed
motherf*cka must be dumb tryna catch up
yeah
i mastered this city and i ain’t even own my masters
so d*mn raw man i’m one tough b*st*rd
gta vi, and i’m tryna push faster
gta vi, and i’m tryna push faster
f*ck that hoe, ain’t no fighting over b*tches
so d*mn raw, man you know i go in it
money coming in and i won’t stop grinnin
money coming in and i won’t stop grinnin
walk into my city like a king in this motherf*cker
f*ck that, i should get a ring in this motherf*cker
kept my side link down and you know i won’t tell
we was on the blacktop, you was tattletail
the mind starts racing man it’s time to get a [?]
get to the top [?] get them explosives
pop 5 pills might just risk them overdoses
so d*mn high man i feel just like i’m floating
so many folks tryna be hboydaman
so much smoke i should be in amsterdam
so d*mn high i don’t know how it land
i’m in world war, y’all was in the candy land
i should be a headline, nominated, rolling loud
y’all just be on blog posts, you just be on soundcloud
b*tch you a fake rapper
b*tch im a real rapper
b*tch im really from the streets
you ain’t really from the streets
you be on the internet
you be tryna copy me
b*tch you hang with fake trappers
b*tch i hang with real trappers
you just be on soundcloud
i was really in trappin’
i was really outside
you was in the bed nappin
yeah your b*tch like me and she seen me from afar*far
real rockstar yeah i realy set the bar*bar
you the type to wanna come inside side* the car*car
you the type to go ask me a question like its nardwaur
she hit my phone she ain’t get no answer
extortion, where im from they hold your ass for ransom
dreamed just to get the mach*5 and the lamb truck
we really in the streets you was out there in pajamas
f*ck a therapist, i’m in the booth, i’mma let it out
talkin all that sh*t, remember [?]
talkin and i run it up, ain’t no sh*t to talk about
you ain’t talkin bout money, ain’t no sh*t to talk about

[outro]
(go hboy, every rush every hour)

- hboydaman dj youngkash lyrics

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